Where do you not meet in life, it is best to make friends at the grave.

A glowing selection button appeared in the pitch black field of vision, and Smoke Fall realized that she was in the game, and she chose to resurrect the surrounding scene fell into view. This is a bleak cemetery, large and small graves are upside down in the mountains like bowls, and some graves and tombstones have collapsed; Some of the graves don't even have tombstones, just a few wisps of dead grass drifting in the wind.

This situation reminded Yanluo of Su Shi's sentence 'Thousands of miles of lonely graves, nowhere to talk about desolation.' The girl felt a chill in her bones, and this cold was not the cold caused by the lack of clothes in winter, but the kind of cold that made people sad from the heart, which she had experienced the night her mother had gone, and she had tasted it again today.

Yanluo involuntarily clasped his hands around his chest, as if by doing so, he could resist the invasion of the 'cold current'.

Her name is Leng Xue, but that doesn't mean she should be like a lonely snowflake, drifting in the wind and scattered around the world. She is an amorous woman, but most of the time she is like a heartless person - lonely and cold. In the face of those hot and greedy suitors, the girl does not know how many times she has refused, or a polite smile; or a cold look; She had to get those who had nothing to do with her out of the way so that she could wait for a wide chest.

Although the snow was cold, it was reluctant to drift to those colder branches and rubble, it needed a warm palm to hold and melt itself, so she chose her own belonging Howe did not hesitate to jump.

"Why did you get a copy too?" A voice came from right in front of me.

Smoke was looking down at the weeds of varying lengths covered with her jet-black boots, and she shifted her gaze upwards to see the muscular man with a beautiful face looking at her, and her vision blurred.

"Don't you know how I got out of the copy?" She thought, "You brought it out, and you know that when I jumped off the watchtower, I didn't even think it was a game." “

Yanluo doesn't know why he loves the man in front of him so much, they only have one side! And it's only in this virtual game world, is it because of the novice village, seeing that ray of sunshine sliding across his face? Is it because of his appearance? She Leng Xue never denies that she is a girl who likes to look at handsome guys, and she will also glance at that kind of good-looking boy when she meets her. Everyone has a love for beauty, let alone a woman in her prime. If a woman keeps saying that I don't care about the way this man looks, there are only two reasons: one is that she really doesn't care; The second is that she is lying.

But just like watching the scenery, it is one thing to appreciate it, but it is another thing to be excited, those good-looking handsome guys in the past made her feast her eyes at most, and she couldn't leave a ripple in her heart, but the man in front of her could make her tears slide through her delicate face and stir up a monstrous wave. Since seeing him, the girl has lost her soul, smirked, lost her tea, couldn't sleep for a long night, and even tried to think of the kind of picture that made her uncomfortable somewhere, and her face was red.

"Why are you crying when the smoke falls?" An Ran took a few steps towards the girl and stood in front of her.

"Don't you know how I'm crying?" The girl complained in her heart, "You made me cry!" “

She didn't know that the courage that had come suddenly threw into his arms, and more tears came out of her eyes.

"An Ran, I thought I would never see you again." She let go of the girl's inherent reserve, and removed the Enron and brother.

An Ran didn't know what to do, the handsome man's hands raised slightly, but in the end he didn't hug her, of course he knew what Leng Xue meant, but he could only pretend not to understand what she meant.

"What do you think? "Beautiful girl" He wiped away her tears and comforted: "This is a game, we can be resurrected, don't cry, we have to hurry back or I'm afraid we will really destroy the group." “

"Hmm!" She whispered on his chest and slowly moved her head away.

Her heart was still fluttering and jumping, a little uneasy like a frightened rabbit, and the smoke was actually looking forward to her sweetheart, who could stretch out her arms and hold herself tightly into her arms, and said, 'Snow, why are you so stupid?' Then time stood still, and it was spring, summer, autumn and winter. However, this is not a romance drama, and she didn't wait for what she wanted, but he at least wiped his tears for himself, and Leng Xue was a little lost but would not give up easily.

An Ran summoned the servants again, and the young man clicked on the map to determine the direction of the entrance to the dungeon, and the two of them quickly rushed to the apricot forest.

"Yo! It's not shallow! Fan Yuntian, who had just come out, said this to his master.

"What?" An Ran and Yanluo asked together.

"When you die, you have someone to accompany you." After finishing speaking, Fan Yuntian left the two behind him and ran forward quickly.

Its words made the two of them a little embarrassed, so they could only hurry silently and fell into silence.

"How did you get to the fence and kill the monster?" In order to ease the awkward atmosphere, Yanluo was the first to speak.

"You'll know in a moment," An Ran said, "We're betting on whether that boss will be scared, and whether those hooligan elite monsters will be divided into a few splashes and fight their own people." “

Yanluo still didn't quite understand, so An Ran explained to her as she walked.

It turned out that this was their plan, Fan Yuntian said that the adventurer could not be killed, and the rogue commander would be suspicious, so the master and servant walked into the wooden fence, and An Ran generously stretched out his neck for the rogue leader to cut, anyway, it can be resurrected, at most it is just to lose some experience. They had only one purpose, to scare the rogue leader and his group of junior brothers, because the 'adventurers' were too terrifying in the eyes of these monsters, which Fan Yuntian's thief uncles could best understand. As long as they can make the rogue elite monsters scared, and make the group of monsters form a different opinion because of the sudden change, they can move on to the next step.

The time passed quickly, and they did not walk slowly, and in a short time they appeared in the bright light at the gap in the wooden fence of the tent group.

Inside the wooden fence, Weng exploded, and some of the rogue elites widened their eyes and shook their heads with their hands on their heads; Some knelt down on the spot and worshipped; Some simply hid in tents and never came out.

"Immortals!" A rogue warrior pointed at An Ran and shouted, "I have never seen an immortal in my life. ”

"Fart!" The rogue swordsman beside it scolded, "It's a monster, and you can't kill a monster." ”

The rogue leader Wang Er was also afraid, and cold sweat fell down from the fat on his body one by one. However, he is the leader, and as a boss-level monster in the dungeon, he can't do it without a little guts, so he re-lifted the copper hammer and looked at death as if he were at home.

"The second master doesn't care if you adventurers are immortals or monsters, you have to kneel down for me when you come here anyway."

"Second Commander, they are sent from heaven and must not be disrespectful to the immortals." A rogue mage with a thief's eyebrows whispered.

"Shut up!" The Rogue Commander slapped him hard with a free hand. "It's already a big disrespect for Lao Tzu to kill him once - there is a kind of you who came to kill the second master!" The rogue leader looked at An Ran provocatively.

An Ran glanced at it coldly.

"Listen! You humble human beings, we are messengers sent by heaven to inspect the good and evil things in the world, and your act of digging caves has violated the mountain gods and should be punished, but God has the virtue of a good life, and the actions of Gu Nianer and other non-evil people are all bewitched by people, if we can put aside our sins and sincerely repent of our past, we can not be blamed in the past, if we do not listen to good words and insist on going our own way, then the tens of millions of iron horsemen in Xiliang City will step all over here, and the apricot forest is the place where you are buried. “

An Ran told the lie so loudly that he almost believed it, which really requires a little ability, because the most impeccable lie is the lie that can even deceive himself, if you want to learn this superb lying skill, you need to have two conditions: its face must be thick-skinned; Second, you must be bold, and you can congratulate both of these conditions. Just imagine, as a small citizen who has been mixed in the low level of society for many years, his face is as thin as a cicada's wings, and his timidity is as small as a grain of rice, how can he settle down? What's more, An Ran doesn't often tell lies, so his lies can often sell people, and the people who are sold also help him count the money.

The hooligans believed it, and many elite monsters laid down their weapons and knelt on the ground to ask for forgiveness, and some of them stood in a daze, as if they were thinking about how many tens of millions of iron horsemen there were. Does the place of bones mean to kill oneself?

The rogue leader Wang Er had long lost the courage to see death as home, not that he felt how great the so-called adventurer was, but that his heart palpitated at the Xiliang Iron Horse in An Ran's mouth.

"If it is really the army of Xiliang City that comes to attack, he and the heroes around him (of course it will not think of itself as a hooligan. And how can you resist it? All right! Of course, you can kill them, thinking that you can do it without knowing it, but it turns out that they can't be killed, they can come back to life, they can ventilate and report and then take the army in the city to surround and suppress themselves, what should you do? Oh! The adventurer said he could forgive us for our actions, and then the fool didn't surrender, and to hell with Lord Godan's reward compared to his own life. There was a bang, and the fat man's two big brass hammers fell to the ground, and his legs were ready to kneel.

"They can do it, but you can't," An Ran blocked his retreat, "There is a debtor and a debtor, and God wants to cut off the root cause of the trouble." ”

"What...... What do you mean? The Rogue Commander asked inarticulately.

"Kill you, hang your head on the head of Xiliang City to set an example."

An Ran's iron sword was blown away by the rogue leader, and it was still lying quietly on the muddy ground in the wooden fence, An Ran had no weapons, so he simply put his hands behind his back and squinted his eyes to stare at the monster in the wooden fence.

"Listen up! The purpose of our trip is to bring the culprits to justice, so that you can lay down your weapons and leave quickly, or we can help us destroy the thief—once we have our hands on it," An Ran said, pointing at the rogue commander, "and we will reward those who help me." His eyes were like torches, and his lips were like knives, which was too powerful, and it was not an exaggeration to say that he was drawn from the bottom of the kettle.

Sure enough, some of the thugs began to drop their weapons and head out of the fence, while others began to look at their leader, calculating how they would get the reward and whether it would be worth it.

"Don't go!" The Rogue Commander watched his men leave one by one, and in a fit of rage, he slammed his hammer at one of the rogue shooters who passed by him. "You sons of......" he roared like a bruised beast.

Suddenly, a gray-brown light wave enveloped the rogue leader's body, which was the 'curse technique' cast by the Taoist priest, followed by a 'soul fire talisman' in the air.

"What kind of big brother are you who don't even let go of your own brother?" After performing this set of skills, the rogue Taoist priest, who usually respects the rogue leader, yells at him, holding the rogue shooter who was injured by the rogue leader, and the injured person is his cousin.

"Bastard, have you eaten bear heart and leopard gall?" Another rogue warrior rushed out with a bright machete and slashed at the rogue Taoist priest's neck. "The second commander is not thin on us, Lao Tzu hacked you to death an ungrateful dog!" This is a loyal supporter of the rogue ruler Wang Er.

"Fuck you!" The rogue mage in the monster horde cursed back, and a fireball the size of a grapefruit struck the rogue warrior's head.

The wooden fence was all in chaos, the sound of killing shook the sky, the crowd surged, and there were swords, swords, shadows, and flesh flying everywhere. The tent was overturned, the brazier was kicked down, and the monsters who had laid down their weapons and were about to leave at first picked up their swords and started to do it again, and of course An Ran and their purpose was achieved.

"That's it!" An Ran turned his head and smiled at the desert lonely smoke and said, "Wait for them to do it for a while, we will go in and clean up the mess, and then organize the remaining remnants of the defeated army to go to the cave and let them do it again, and the last one will not be left to kill them all." “

"Good strategy!" Da Mo Lone Yan praised, "Your master and servant are a little ruthless. “

Yanluo shuddered, "Is this him?" She thought, "Ice sculptures in the sun?" “

An Ran saw the girl's expression, as if she had seen through her thoughts.

"This is actually no different from the online games we used to play, but in the previous games, the monsters we killed were like harvesting wheat, it didn't talk much, it didn't have any expressions, and it didn't cry out in pain, so we were doing mechanical movements most of the time so we didn't feel anything, but the NPCs in this game behaved like real people, and when we gained their experience, they would shout, resist, beg for mercy, and cry, so that we would inevitably have a bad feeling in our hearts. But-" An Ran turned his words and looked at the smoke gently and said: "-Even in real life, hugging people who are worthy of hugging is the best way for those with bad intentions. The handsome young man gestured his fist.

"So Lao Tzu chose to follow you, otherwise, I wouldn't know that I was harvested that day." Fan Yuntian said suddenly, half-jokingly.

"You know, the NPC in my mouth doesn't include you Fan Yuntian."

"What's the difference? You're not a fucking big guy, everything in this world is up to you. The NPC kid pointed to the sky with his little white finger, and his expression was not at all like that of a twelve- or thirteen-year-old.

"Anyway, at least I won't let others bully you." An Ran was too lazy to entangle with Fan Yuntian.

"Cut!" The NPC boy shook his hand, "Lie to your sister!" You idiot don't let Lao Tzu protect you, thank God. ”

An Ran smiled and coughed twice.

In the eyes of the desert lonely smoke, the relationship between the master and servant is actually really good. If a person is polite and respectful to you, you may not have entered his heart, on the contrary, if he always raises the bar with you and laughs and scolds when he meets, maybe this is the real buddy.

"Do you know? My sister saw you killed just now, and she jumped off the watchtower all at once, strange! It's weird! The curtain was lonely, and he said half-jokingly, half-seriously.

"How do you answer?" An Ran thought, "Go up and kiss her in front of you, and then raise your right hand and swear that I love her all my life and will never leave her?" “

When An Ran couldn't talk, Yanluo helped him out.

"Where? I just accidentally fell off. She said.

"What's careless? This is clearly martyrdom! Fan Yuntian always comes to the point like this.

The smoke fell on his face and red ears, and An Ran glared at his servant fiercely.

Fan Yuntian looked at the desert with a sense of meaning, and then the two of them laughed heartily.

They had a relaxed conversation here, and even joined in the long river sunset on the watchtower, because for now, the novice Taoist priest standing on the watchtower would not make any use at all.

But inside the wooden fence it was much harder, the hooligans killed each other, and there was blood on the tents, on the ground, everywhere; Arms, heads, and legs were everywhere, and swords were intertwined with blood, like hell on earth.

Gradually, the battle came to an end, fighting, scolding, crashing, turning into ** and wailing, the wooden fence was a mess, and most of the dozens of rogue elite monsters had fallen to the ground, and some became corpses; Some of them are missing arms and legs, and they are about to become corpses.

The rogue leader was like a big fat pig with his skin cut off, his body was full of wounds, his whole body was red, and he didn't know how many knives he had been cut by his little brother, he half-knelt on the ground and propped the copper hammer on the ground and gasped. At this moment, this one-eyed dragon will find out what is difficult to defeat with two fists, as long as the difference in strength between the two sides is not too huge, no matter what skill you use, even if you are a warrior monk known for defense, you will be consumed and still have a trace of blood on the ground.

They talked and laughed, they worked hard, and the canopy disappeared in the middle of talking and laughing.

Then the desert lone smoke bowed straight into the wooden fence, and the cold-eyed man slowly raised the weapon in his hand, and cut off the head of the rogue leader with a knife, and the red liquid shot out from the broken neck of the rogue leader, and the headless corpse fell down and exploded a lot of things.

At the end of his life, waiting for the system to be refreshed, to wash away his memories, and to repeat a new round of stories.

Except for Fan Yuntian and An Ran, the other three people all had a flash of golden light and were all upgraded by one level, which shows how rich the experience of a level 17 leader-level boss monster is, of course, this is also related to their overstepping to kill monsters.

"He was bleeding too much and his consciousness was already blurred," Da Mo Guyan held his bloody head in his arms with his left hand, and walked towards An Ran and them with a knife in his right hand, "I'm a little invincible." ”

But what he thought to himself was, "If you kill my brother, my sister will kill herself, and my heart will ache, and this is the price you should pay." ”

"Don't come here!" Yanluo couldn't adapt to this kind of picture when he saw it, and quickly took two steps back and closed his eyes.

"You're scared of the smoke!" An Ran reminded.

"Ahh Da Mo Guyan glanced down at the bald head in his arms, and quickly put it into his personal package. "I didn't pay attention, it's a perverted quest item, it's really impossible."

"It's just a game, don't be so afraid." The sunset of the long river pretended to be fearless and comforted.

However, An Ran saw that his face was pale, and his language trembled slightly. He didn't point through him, exposing others' shortcomings and not highlighting his strengths, this kind of behavior that harms others and is not beneficial to himself An Ran naturally can't learn. What's more, in such a realistic game scene in Huaxia, there are not a few people who are afraid, like that kind of story, a high school student comes into contact with an online game for the first time, and cuts off a dead man's head with a knife, and there is no turbulent plot in his heart, An Ran feels a little perfectionist, so sometimes it is human nature to be afraid.

After that, it was time to clean up the battlefield, and in the face of the hooligans who could not resist, the two patrolmen were particularly brave, and they kicked the crossbar and rushed in, slashing at the injured elite monsters who were lying on the ground and could not move.

This is not possible, because if the monster is killed by an NPC, the player will not get any experience, let alone any equipment. (Except for Fan Yuntian, who belongs to An Ran's servant.) So An Ran stopped their massacre.

"I can't live!" The handsome man grabbed one of the patrolmen with his weapon raised, "Those dead corpses can vent their anger to their heart's content." ”

The patrolman was not satisfied, "What is this?" Whipping corpses? They thought, "The dead don't howl again." ”

But because there were three 'Venerable Adventurers' standing beside them who had already completed their mission, they obeyed the arrangement. These two guys still have to rely on them, and this return to the city must be extremely beautiful, and it will be a blessing if they can appear in front of the captain with the adventurers. So they didn't complain, and used all their strength and skills to cut and kill the corpses.

Let the NPC teach the dead a lesson, and the task of solving the living will naturally be up to the player. At this time, Smoke Fall and the Long River Sunset Yuan behaved a little bit, they quickly slashed and harvested the remaining living monsters, and Smoke Fall shot an arrow through a rogue mage leaning against the edge of the tent, and the golden light lit up on the girl again.

"Ahh I've upgraded again. She exclaimed excitedly.

An Ran, who had also been upgraded, shuddered, "Where did you go with all your fears just now?" He thought.

There are only seven rogue elite monsters in the tent group who survived, and there are more than forty corpses on the ground, which is completely beyond everyone's imagination. ，

The ground was filled with weapons, equipment, and coins, and they glowed seductively, but they were all too tired to pick them up. An Ran and Da Mo Gu Yanzhi were okay, they gradually adapted to this strong movement, but the smoke fell and the sun set over the long river could only sit on the ground and rest for a while.

"How many of your people are there in the cave?" An Ran asked strangely at the seven rogue elites who were standing straight.

"There aren't many noble adventurers there, less than ten, and they're mainly supervising the villagers who work." A tall, lanky rogue swordsman replied.

"Good!" An Ran said, "Take us there in a moment."

"Yes!" They roared loudly in unison.

An Ran began to move towards the largest tent, ignoring the rogue elite monsters who thought they had escaped from the Ascension.

"Funny, isn't it? For the sake of your life or for the sake of a non-existent reward, you have killed your companions who have been with you day and night, and how many of these dead 'people' are your brothers who have drunk and eaten together? When you stabbed them, did you shed even a single tear? The so-called blessings and hardships are nothing more than a joke. He lifted the curtain of the tent and paused, "Of course, this is just a game, and your existence is only for players to play, and then you are afraid that you will have to face death, because we will not be able to clear the dungeon without you dying." ”

The tent was large enough to accommodate twenty or thirty people, with beds, tables, and weapon racks, and was filled with swords, guns, and halberds.

An Ran tried to get one of the long swords that was full of cold light, but the system reminded him that this was a game scene prop that could not be picked up, and the young man retracted his hand. This is normal, if these things can be taken for themselves, then the clothes and pants on the corpses lying outside will also be stripped of by the players.

He looked around and found a pine box next to the bed, An Ran walked over and found that it was something that the player could move, but unfortunately it was locked and he didn't have a key. The young man shook the box left and right, and there was no way to take it.

"What to do?" An Ran thought, "The key must be in this room or on the rogue leader's body." ”

So he rummaged around the tent, but still found no key, and the young man simply came out of the tent again, found the body of the rogue leader and reached into his trouser pocket, but there was still nothing.

"Why not?" He muttered and looked up at the wood-like hooligans, "There's a box inside the tent but it's locked, do you know where the key is?" “

These rogue elites shook their heads in a daze, "The things of the Second Commander are very precious, and none of us dare to move them. A rascal replied.

"What key are you looking for? Brother Enron. Smoke asked after noticing his anomaly.

"A box, it's in that tent but needs a key to open."

"Boxes?" Fan Yuntian, who had nothing to do, just swayed to the side of the two, "Take me to see, there is no lock that Lao Tzu can't open." He said.

Then everyone walked to the circular tent together, and the crowd included Desert Lonely Yanzhi and all the NPC members who had already picked up the supplies, and there were sixteen people in a circle, watching Fan Yuntian, who was squatting at the head of the bed, fiddling with the keyhole with a thin wire he carried.

"How? You guy who picks the door lock has no tricks! An Ran took the opportunity to strike: "If you don't brag, you'll die?" ”

With the loss of time, Fan Yuntian is gradually losing patience.

"Don't bother Lao Tzu!" Fan Yuntian, who was already furious, wanted to pick up the box and throw it to the ground, but the NPC kid found that he couldn't move the box in the slightest. "So heavy? What the fuck is in there? ”

"It's just a wooden box." An Ran said as she easily picked it up.

But except for An Ran, none of the others could move, so Fan Yuntian was surprised, An Ran was surprised, and everyone was surprised.

"It's weird!" Fan Yuntian doesn't believe in evil, "Isn't it just a wooden box - who has an axe or a hammer in a wooden box?" "The NPC kid suddenly remembered something.

"I picked up a bone crusher hammer." The curtain replied directly.

"Give it to him!" Fan Yuntian pointed at An Ran.

The lonely smoke of the desert was directly given to An Ran.

"Give it to me!" Fan Yuntian said again.

"Why don't you just call Brother Guyan to give it to you directly? Why bother? ”

"Except ...... Anyone but you...... No adventurer can trade with me, you idiot! “

Fan Yuntian raised his hammer high and slammed it into the box, and with a 'bang', the fine pine box was smashed into several large pieces by him.

An Ran was afraid that there would be any fragile items in the box, and he wanted to stop his servant but it was too late, so he could only say in the end: "Dare you open the lock like this?" ”

Fan Yuntian returned the bone crusher hammer to his master, shrugged his shoulders indifferently and glanced into the box, and then his whole eyes lit up and froze in place.

Books, a box of books, this is something that is not worth mentioning to others at all, but for him Fan Yuntian, it is simply priceless.

"Listen! I don't want anything else, but the book has to be mine. Fan Yuntian stared at the books without looking back, and suddenly the NPC kid felt that he didn't seem to have much weight in saying this, and then turned his head to its master. Brother Enron, good brother! Can you tell them to give me the book? “

"Now you know how to call me brother again?" An Ran was angry, "But if these books are professional skill books, you can't have them alone!" “

In fact, this is what An Ran is most worried about, because the equipment, coins, and books are all earned by everyone's hard work, and it is impossible to give it to him because of Fan Yuntian's words, although he is an NPC friend he cares about very much, but people can't be so selfish.

"What about exclusiveness?" At this time, the desert lonely smoke stood on Fan Yuntian's side, "If everyone has no objection, these books are all owned by Yuntian."

"Anyway, if you have my skill book, it doesn't matter if you give it away! I just want Xiao Yunyun to like me. "This is what Yanluo said, the girl's purpose is very clear, to buy this guy and then set his master.

"Whatever you want." This is what the sunset of the long river says.

"Don't worry!" Fan Yuntian said, "I am not interested in any other skill books except my profession, I only like academic things." ”

An Ran looked up to the sky and breathed a long sigh of relief, if he really liked any book, then what if there was a career skills book here? That's something that doesn't change now! Sometimes a rare skill book, ten pieces of equipment can't be compared, because it's too important for people of various professions. The curtain was said to him, and An Ran also knew that they could give it sincerely, but that was a favor that people regarded you as their own, could it be that you An Ran really had the cheekiness to ask for it?

There are no skill books in the box, but some leisure books, such as "The Story of Zhucheng", "On Fishing at Sea", "The Right Way to Eliminate Rats", "Three Hundred Poems", "Palace Records" and so on.

Since Fan Yuntian is unable to pick up the battle materials obtained with the player, these books will be collected and kept by An Ran one by one. He didn't feel embarrassed anymore, because these books were really not of much interest to them as players, and if it weren't for Fan Yuntian, they might have buried these crepe things in the dust.

"I really don't understand you," An Ran grumbled to his servants, "what are you doing with all this wasted personal package?" Can it be eaten as a meal? ”

"It's okay to feed your head, everyone has a hobby, you can't just point fingers at a child who likes to read, right?" Fan Yuntian said bitterly, "Is it difficult to like prostitution like you adults?" ”

The NPC kid coldly knocked down a group of people, and everyone was helpless and speechless.

"Okay!" An Ran didn't bother to debate with him, "Then take your baby now!" ”

"Look at this cloth bag on my back, it's so small that it can't be contained, and it's not convenient to carry these books again, put the things there first, and then you can give them when I want to read the books later."

"Oh! Your mobile warehouse, I understand! I know! An Ran kicked the broken wooden box hard, "! The young man scolded depressedly.

Watching her sweetheart being bullied by his NPC servant, she pursed her lips and smiled, and suddenly she found a crystal clear hairpin carved with a phoenix on the ground very beautiful - girls always can't resist this kind of jewelry - she squatted down and wanted to pick it up, but the system prompted: The special items of the mission cannot be picked up.

"Is this a quest item?" Yanluo slowly got up and sighed regretfully: "It's so beautiful, but it's a pity that I can't take it away." ”

"Huh?"

An Ran frowned and tried to reach for it, but he picked it up easily.

System prompt: You found Guo Rufeng's left phoenix hairpin, it was a witness to the love of the golden boy and jade girl, and now the beauty has passed away, leaving only this hairpin discarded in the mortal dust to tell the melancholy of a thousand years. You look at Feng Hai and sigh at the impermanence of life, huh? What does it mean that you find two rows of small characters engraved in the transparent hairpin? The old beggar of Xiliang City may know some of its stories.

'Guo Rufeng's Phoenix Hairpin' quest special item;item ???; Item description: Take it to the beggar of Xiliang City.

"Bao Chai is divided into two distractions, and the fate is determined to wet the blue placket." An Ran looked at the two lines of words in the phoenix hairpin and frowned and read it out.

"Why did Brother An Ran suddenly pronounce such sad words?" Yanluo asked.

"Huh? It says like this. An Ran moved Feng Hai to the front of Yanluo's eyes, and since the task items could not be traded, he could only show her like this to show that the two were very close.

"The twelve red curtains were deep in the ground, and then he moved his socks and groaned. The evening sunny weather is light and cloudy. The bead is a triple character, and the treasure hairpin is divided into two parts. What is the reason for the wet orchid placket. The girl's red lips opened lightly, and she looked at An Ran with affection, and made up the words completely.

"I only saw two sentences, where did the rest come from?" An Ran doesn't read much, and he doesn't know the style of this crepe.

Yanluo laughed out loud, and her daughter was full of coquettishness.

This is a poem called "Huanxi Sha. Twelve Red Curtains Are Deep "Written by the Qing Dynasty poet Nalan Xingde, it is about the girl's resentment. ”

"Oops! What do you explain to him? Fan Yuntian couldn't stand it anymore, "It's just playing the piano to the cow, Lao Tzu hates this disease-free ** tune the most, since the fucking fate has long been decided, why are you crying?" “

"What do you know about your little kids? That's what people want. Smoke retorted.

"What the hell it feels like!" Fan Yuntian scoffed and asked, "So now do you two continue to flirt here to find feelings, or do something serious first?" Don't you see that we're all waiting for you? “

Both of them were a little embarrassed to say this sentence, An Ran felt that grinding for too long wasted everyone's time, and Yanluo heard words like 'flirting'.

"I just took a task, and these two lines appeared on it." An Ran argued.

"Mission?" Desert Lonely Smoke came straight to interest, "What task is Brother Enron?" “

"A very difficult task, the publisher of the task is Guo Rufeng, the owner of this hairpin, this matter will be talked about later, we have to finish the rest of the things now, otherwise this guy may not be able to say something.

Da Mo Guyan patted An Ran's shoulder and smiled calmly, "Fan Yuntian is straightforward, in fact, I like his character very much, but sometimes there is no distinction between men and women, but you see Xue'er doesn't mind, what are you afraid of?" The meaning of the middle-aged man's words is very clear.

An Ran was speechless and could only reply perfunctorily: "I'm not afraid!" I'm not afraid. “

The next group of seventeen men left the tent and headed to the left, and in a short time they reached the entrance of the huge cave.

In the real world, this is a huge artificial hole. Let me put it this way! It was supposed to be about the size of a highway tunnel, with a lot of trees and wooden carts filled with mud at the entrance to the entrance, and mountains of yellow dirt piled up on both sides. It's a huge engineering environment map, but there are too few people to create this kind of project; Their tools are a little too shabby. In addition, there are only about 100 villagers here, and the only tools in their hands are shovels, hammers, hoes, etc., and the whole cave is full of clanging sounds.

As the seven hooligans said, although there are hundreds of villagers here, there are only a few elite hooligan monsters who supervise their work, and after meeting this group of people, they have no other way but to be frightened and face death. The seven hooligans who came from the tent were tricked by the player into fighting several of the hooligans in the cave, and then when they were scarred and exhausted, the players raised their swords at them and killed them all.

The scoundrels in the pool of blood were dumbfounded, 'Why did we help the adventurers and get this fate?' In fact, they don't need to think about these things at all, because the system prompts: If the player is successful in clearing the level, please exit the dungeon as soon as possible, and the dungeon will reset after thirty minutes.

A shimmering rippling spatial door appeared in front of them, this door was exactly the same as the door that the apricot grove entered the dungeon, except that the door was the door for players to step into, which meant the death of NPC monsters; This door is the player's exit door where NPC monsters can respawn.